Just keep trying, and miracles occur

[netpositive]

One of my passions: taking, and
storing, hundreds of pictures of
The World's Most Photogenic Cat.
Every batch has a new expression.
Or two. Or three. Or more!

Stojko 1

Stojko 2

Stojko 3


But every now and then, there's an absolute miracle.

Sato

What Particle Accelerator, indeed.

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In late 1999, I lost both my cats to
cancer, less than 2 months between their deaths.

In late 1999, these were feral kittens,
born under a dumpster, trapped by a vet,
looking for someone to socialize them...

In early 2004, one wakes me up frantically
and vibratically, with his expressive paws
kneading my leg and rustling the bedclothes.

In early 2004, one gloms onto my legs as I
sit and type, or indents thousands of tiny
scratches on my left shoulder as I hold her.

Yes, I still miss George and Shen T'ien, every day.

And I'm grateful for Stojko and Sato, every day.

You are a miracle.

I am a miracle.

Comments

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I know what this one feels like. Sometimes you feel guilty for the affection you have for the new creature that shares your life. That affections should still belong to the old creatures who have moved on, even if they are just memories now. You love them. You miss them. And they make your life a place worth living in.
This is why I cuddle my rabbits. Even when they do something bad. This is why I try not to think about how long they have lived so far and how much time they have left. I just try to remember that each day is a gift the they give me and which I can return thru my actions....